This was the life of one on earth who never had his second birth; all things wished for had he there bound to greed! A slave to fear!!
Then the Potter a vase of modest form did show, but oh, how exquisite was it in comparison with the former ware.
The Potter answered "the same soul dwells here now in peace supreme."
Thus passed to greater things that soul of yore.
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Then a beautiful vase of a maid I saw and by it standing in the gloom and shade was another of a man!
Both were covered deep in dust; it was a lesson thundered back to earth, how both of them from lust had died and destroyed the purpose of their lives.
And on a column reaching high these words burst forth in fiercest flame:
"The curse of life is lust of sex and the committing of acts unlawful and unfit."